I blow my own tumpet, but I'm not a hornsman
Girls on my case but I never got a foursome
So lucky, I could've been an abortion
Thank god now I get paid in heavy portions
Can't sit in the manor doing dumb shit
My head's clear when I roll through Plumstead
And i run shit, n***as jump ship to a junk tip and start chattin bout gun clips
That's when I pull a rug from under feet of a fake rapper
Twenty tatts don't make you a great rapper
So hungry, I could be a chain snatcher
Let me smash the idea with a grey hammer
Came and I conquered with a paid summer
Set it up nicely for a bait summer
And I been a star for the eighth summer
I'll be all sci-fi spittin like Blade Runner
Game gunner
Same brother with the same rubber for a pencil
Said I wouldn't go there but I went still
Back-tracking is a myth for the ?
But I'm in Chislehurst lookin back at Redhill
Wear blue like a crip but I'm red still
Skin tone light, steps on a treadmill
Couple sound man thought I was dead till
I turned up with the fire money red till
Myth, don't know shit, every day I make money
Every day I get piff
My enemies are pissed
Hairstyle low, I have never had a quiff
Every other I week used to get shift
But now I'm on the straight and narrow
Carrying spitters inside the wheelbarrow
Tip em out, pile em up, I got the Wile-house, Wile em up
The truth could be a lie, a lie could be the truth
Some people they might tell a lie for the roof
Get a way from me, you big 'oof
I'm a king here and I got the proof
I'm fire in the booth, no spoof
It's real, they been ere 10 years they have never had a deal
See the restaurants, they had never had a meal
I live it, it's all funny games until
I've been sipping on that blue drink
I don't care what you think
N***as know the only thing I love out here is music
And I keep it moving with my fam just like the Moomins
Anything we wanna buy, we browse and then we choose it
Draw the bank card quick
I'ma splash my bars and equipment
Make a little call for a shipment
When i'm on tour like a long way away I feel distant
Lost in the distance
The E3 kid is persistent, I won't stop till I'm winnin' with assistance
From a whole team on a global scale with a global vision
A hound for consistence; Donny
I pick Roxy not Ronny, real Eastender I tweet it, sorry
You can't scream at me, you're not Olly
I got a stylist ? than Ozzy
Might see me with a London posse
Cause I was a rude boy, never been a doppy
What's the motion? Raving? Copy
When I'm speaking fam I ain't sloppy
Know what it is when I turn up to your
House party with about two or three or
An mc is what I wanted to be or
A drug dealer with cars, two or three or
I keep earning, I can't stop buying
I keep failing, I can't stop trying
We keep living but we can't stop dying
I'm a boss, but I do the pie-ing